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Shae’s Story of Abuse

Its been 10 years since I have gone through the trauma. I hear he is still doing things to women and feel sorry for those females. I can't change him.

Shae’s Signs of Being Abused

I didn’t realize I was being abused because I grew up with it and thought it was normal. Then the abuser started abusing my children and I realized I have to get out for their sake.

Shae’s Emotional Signs of Abuse

Scared, Hopeless, Lost

Shae’s Story of Abuse

Its been 10 years since I have gone through the trauma. I hear he is still doing things to women and feel sorry for those females. I can't change him. I was in a 5 year relationship with a guy who abused me many times. On my son’s first birthday my abuser almost killed me. I filed charges. I was so young – 18 – and finally had the nerve to leave him.

I then met another guy I thought was safe and was with him for 10 years. He was a drunk and a drug addict and abused me many times. I would file charges, but he would talk me into dropping them.

I guess the honey moon stage is what its called.

Eventually he put his hands on my oldest, his step son, pulling his arm out of his socket. I had finally had enough and filed charges, stuck with them, moved out, and got help mentally and emotionally.

He was furious and retaliated by stalking me one night after he was bailed out of jail. He found me outside my new home and begged me to come back. I said “Nope, its done.”

He then picked me up – he is 6′ I’m only 4’11 – picked me up and body slammed me on concrete. He repeatedly beat my head into concrete, then blackened both my eyes, broke my nose, and choked me to unconsciousness.

My family and neighbors, thank God, showed up in time. He was sentenced to a few days in jail and probation. He was a habitual offender and honestly the system let me down. I had to move away to another state.

Its been 10 years since I have gone through the trauma. I hear he is still doing things to women and feel sorry for those females. I can’t change him. I don’t want to. I want nothing to do with him. I wish him to get treatment.

I am now happily married to a wonderful man – 5 years now and in school for Psychology. I have gone through hell and so have my children, but we were the lucky ones. We got out and survived.